a field of wishes
scattered, pieces of a dream
hunting the magic
wind is blowing illusion
secrets of the harvest moon
how many times do we wish that illusions turn into reality? we are lost in a field waiting for the magic. it was nice to write this poem last evening. the words came out without much thinking, and I understood that I’m waiting too much.
Tanka Tuesday: “This challenge explores Ekphrastic writing inspired by visual art (photographs). Cheryl, from last month’s challenge, provided the photo for this month’s challenge.” Colleen Chesebro
This photo reminds me of a cottage up north Canada where we spent a few day a while back. The place was pure cosiness. The sky was pretty and the fragrance coming out from the fireplace was intoxicant.
the wine is ready
the sky is the performer
cozy white blanket
red oak is softly singing
the evening is a delight
Holidays are always tough on me. The memories and dreams are vivid, it’s like I can touch them, the feelings are all over the place, urging to make new memories and at the same time keeping the old ones in the background of my mind.
Tanka Tuesday this week is poet’s choice. So, due to the holidays’ mood I wrote this double Senryu and added this photo that I snapped during in the weekend. I would call it a Haiga, but I’m not sure if a double Senryu can be used for it. Let’s see what Colleen has to say 🙂
Hope you had a great weekend and the holidays weren’t tough on you!
Being carried away by longing
Blending among the canopy
Wondering and wandering
Sensing forgotten paths
Into the forest
Braids and branches
Today’s prompt for Tanka Tuesday is a photo prompt. The photo should be able to inspire you to write a poem. That single mushroom in this photo evoked me a feeling of loneness. I’m sharing it using Nonet as the poetry form.
blue immensity from the skies to the oceans you have all my heart wondering what is hidden beyond treasures and despair
it’s time for tanka tuesday, our own choice of words, for today i’ve chosen heart and despair.
i took this photo last week, the sky was so blue, no clouds around. i was waiting outdoors for my son to give me a ride and i was wondering what is beyond all this blue. not about the universe, planets, atmosphere and stuff, but about the mystery, the magic, what is there that we can’t see?
i wasn’t sure if it is appropriate to make a haiga using a tanka, instead a haiku, but i had more words and it wouldn’t fit as haiku, they needed to be written.